Rocky, but not the one with Adrienne.

Check out my buddy, Rocky's stuff:

I think Rocky may be my other half, if once we were a single semi-evangelical presbyterian lazer, shot through a beam splitter.    He zigged left of center; I zagged right of center.  We are both about half a bubble off level.  He bounced to  Southern California; I bounced to South Carolina.  We are both bouncing off the walls.  He and a friend publish a monthly mix of new music.  I quote Johnny Cash cover tunes.  Neither of us is a musical genius.   Check him out, pass him on.